Ellery Akers: After the Election
Beautiful wreckage of my country, I’m still trying to love you.
Ellery Akers: Four Prose Poems
Each of us is a struck bell that still reverberates. Walk down the street, and everyone who passes you is echoing inside.
Ellery Akers: What I Know
I know the history of this snag:
I was here when an owl landed
and a branch broke and the owl flapped away
Ellery Akers: Our Grief for the Earth is Hidden
When I was born
I thought I’d be taken from the earth
I didn’t think the earth would be taken from me
Ellery Akers: We Have the Power to Pull Back from the Brink
I call fire.
And fire answers with its flaming mouth
and strange whining pronunciation
as it clears the underbrush
Ellery Akers: 21 Kids Sue the Government for Not Protecting Them from Climate Change
–Trump Tries to Derail Our Children’s Trust Lawsuit We can do this. We can thread a needle with a river and stitch up the drought. We can dismantle the large, … Continue reading
Ellery Akers: Before the Inauguaration
I go out and apologize to the leaves. I’m sorry, I say. I love the way you shake in the wind. The way you uncrinkle in the spring. I wish … Continue reading
